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   Across the Bridge Pt.  03

   Marianne and Keith meet a new friend at the hot tub.

   When I awoke it was dark.  I heard Keith snoring softly, and I knew I
wasn't the only one who needed a lengthy nap after our afternoon romp.

   I eased out of bed, trying not to disturb him.  In the bathroom, I stood
naked in front of the mirror.  Not bad for my 40s, I thought.  My breasts
were ample and still firm.  My hips were curvy, but not so much more as
they were 10 years ago.  I turned around and looked over my shoulder. 
While many women think their ass is their worst feature, I know it is my
best.  And it still looked good, particularly when I stood up on my toes.
So maybe showing it off a bit wasn't that crazy.

   Thinking back to what happened earlier in the day, I began to get
excited again, remembering what it felt like to walk down the street with
only a layer of paint (well, maybe two layers, in spots) covering my
breasts.  Men looking at me, and some women as well.  It was thrilling to
know that they found me sexy and desirable.

   I wanted to go further, to continue the exploration that Keith and I had
begun on our trip to Key West.  But I didn't want to make Keith feel
uncomfortable, or even angry, with anything that I might do.  In fact, the
more I thought about it, the more I realized that I wanted Keith to feel
the thrill that I had.

   Walking out of the bathroom, I took two large terrycloth robes out of
the closet and threw them on the corner of the bed.  I crept over to
Keith's side of the bed and pulled the sheet back, uncovering his naked
body.  He had kept himself in shape, and seeing him there asleep, one arm
thrown out, one leg bent at the knee, and his cock in a state of partial
tumescence, I couldn't help but kneel down on the floor by the bed and
begin to lick the tip of his cock.

   He stirred, still not awake, and I took the head of his cock between my
lips, working slowly up and down, feeling his erection begin to grow.  I
took more of him into my mouth, pausing occasionally to run the tip of my
tongue the length of his shaft.  He moaned softly as I felt the head of his
cock reach the back of my throat.  Deep throating was something that had
always come rather easily to me, and I loved the feeling of taking Keith
all the way in.

   I felt his hand on my hair, cradling my head as I began to bob up and
down on his shaft, now rock hard.  I added some saliva and some sucking,
and it began to sound like just what it was - a sloppy blow job, lovingly
administered.

   His cock was in my mouth, one of my hands stroking his shaft, and
another caressing his balls.  Soon, I began to taste Keith's pre-cum, tangy
in my mouth.

   "Alright, Buster," I said with a laugh, "let's go."

   As Keith raised his head, I could see confusion registered on his face.
"What?  Where?  Why?"

   "Oh, don't worry, you'll get more.  But now I want to change our
locale." I stood up, my knees a bit worse for the wear, and tossed him a
robe.  "Come on, I'll bet the hot tub would feel great right about now." I
took a bottle of Sauvignon Blanc from the refrigerator and held it up,
along with two wine glasses.  "Ready?"

   "Sure," said Keith, now fully awake but somewhat apprehensive.  "Don't
we need our suits?  At least to start?"

   "No, we don't.  Our friends last night told us that the pool is
officially clothing-optional, so I don't see any reason not to take
advantage.  Maybe we'll run into them again."

   Keith chuckled softly.  "I didn't expect to hear that from you 48 hour
ago, but now it's beginning to sound about par for the course.  Sure, let's
go."

   We had slept through the afternoon and most of the evening, so when we
stepped outside, it was a little after 10.  The heat of the day had
dissipated, and there was a pleasant breeze blowing across the courtyard.
Standing next to the hot tub, I shrugged out of my robe and felt the wind
caressing my skin, making my nipples stand firm and proud.  Keith was still
partially hard, and his cock looked wonderful in the moonlight.

   I walked over to a wooden table with white towels stacked on it,
grabbing four of them, two for drying off, two for seating comfort on the
side of the tub.  Though my back was to him, I could feel Keith's eyes on
me, no doubt admiring my curvy ass, one of his favorites of my attributes.
It was a wonderful sensation, and as the sexual flush began to radiate
through my body, I wondered who else might be looking at me right then. 
The feeling was electric.

   We slid into the water, which seemed too hot at first, but after about a
minute felt just perfect.  I poured us each a glass of wine, and we settled
back, sitting close to each other on the tub's bench.  I reached over and
began to lazily stroke Keith's thigh under the water, occasionally straying
up to brush his now-engorged cock.  He made a contented sound and closed
his eyes, periodically sipping on his wine.

   We heard a door open and saw a woman walking toward us.  She was around
30, with wavy red hair that contrasted with her white robe.  She looked
around for a moment and then started our way.  When she got close, she
said, "Hello, mind if I join you?"

   "Please," I said, raising a hand out of the water to gesture to the
other side of the hot tub, "there's plenty of room."

   She was carrying some things wrapped in a towel, among which were a
bottle of wine and a wine glass.  "We seem to be on the same page," she
said, nodding to our bottle sitting beside the tub.  "And also on the
clothing-optional thing, it appears." She smiled as she untied the belt of
her robe and let the garment slide off of her shoulders.  Her body was
incredible, with pale skin and a few freckles.  Her breasts weren't as big
as mine, but they had large nipples, which were hard in the evening breeze.
She was rather slim, but when she turned around to put her things down, we
could see that she had a voluptuous ass.

   The woman slowly slid into the water and settled herself across from us,
her wine bottle and glass arranged on the side of the tub.  "I'm Julie, by
the way," she said, holding out her hand.  "Pleased to meet you," I said,
taking her hand.  "I'm Marianne, and this is Keith." She held my hand
firmly, keeping it in her grip for what seemed a long time.

   "What brings you to Key West?" I asked.

   "What brings anybody?" she answered, smiling.  "Fun and frolic.  A bunch
of cocktails, a bunch of fun."

   "Are you here alone?"

   "This time I am.  Last time I brought a guy with me, but he slowed me
down and..." She paused for a moment and then decided on the correct
phrase. "Limited my options."

   "Wouldn't want that," Keith said, chuckling.

   "So I saw you guys get in the tub, and I decided to be neighborly, since
you guys look fun," Julie went on.  She reached under her folded towel,
pulling out a joint and a lighter.  "Want to share, neighbors?" she asked
with raised eyebrows.

   "Sure," Keith said.  "That would be great.  We haven't had any in quite
a while." Probably a few years, I thought, remembering a barbecue with some
friends that had gotten rather festive as the afternoon wore on.

   Julie lit the joint, took a hit, and passed it to me.  I inhaled, being
careful not to draw too much smoke into my lungs.  I didn't want to be
coughing like a newbie.  I passed it to Keith, and he hit it hard before
sending the joint back to Julie.  It went around a couple of times before
Julie dipped a hand in the water and extinguished the burning ember between
her thumb and forefinger.  "Save some for later," she said.  "It's pretty
strong."

   And it was.  Within a few minutes, I was feeling the full effects,
growing rather light-headed with a satisfying glow.  No one said anything
for a while, enjoying the beautiful evening.  Keith reached over to the
control panel, and soon bubbles churned around us.

   "Mmm, that feels great," Julie said, "but do you mind if I move over to
your side?  I don't want to yell, since it's getting late."

   "Of course not," I said.  "Mi tub is su tub." Boy, I was stoned.

   Julie stood, and I watched as the water ran down her naked form.  She
was shaved bare, and I could see that her pussy lips were protruding from
her slit.  She took a step across the tub and settled in next to me on the
bench.  "Much better," she said, scooting close to me.

   Sitting between my handsome husband and a beautiful woman, naked in a
hot tub, was not something I had anticipated, but the feeling was certainly
pleasant, coupled with the wine and the weed.  Julie chuckled, said, "Screw
saving for later," and lit the joint again.  This time she said, "Shotgun,"
before putting the burning end in her mouth.  She leaned over close to me
and blew a stream of smoke toward my lips.  Catching on quickly, I began to
inhale, enjoying this new delivery system.

   "Don't want Keith to feel deprived," Julie said, standing up and bending
down to do the same for my husband.  As she was blowing smoke into Keith's
mouth, I got a good look at her ass up close.  Her body was incredible,
toned and firm, with just the right amount of padding in just the right
spots.

   Julie returned to her place beside me, rubbing her thigh against mine.
"Thanks for the shotgun," I said.  "I've never had one of those before."

   "You have to be careful, so you don't burn yourself," she said.  "But I
like it.  It usually provides a nice prelude."

   Prelude?  I wondered for a moment what she meant by that, and then it
became apparent, as she leaned over and kissed me.  It was a gentle kiss,
but slow and sensuous, full on the lips.  She broke the kiss and looked
into my eyes.  Then she kissed me again, this time parting my lips with her
tongue.  I had never kissed a woman before, but it was wonderful.  Not like
a man, softer, slower, more gentle.  Our tongues danced together for a
moment before we ended the kiss, easing back against the wall of the tub.

   We sat quietly for a moment, but then Julie knelt in front of me,
bringing her lips to my breast and taking my nipple in her mouth.  She
sucked on it firmly, swirling her tongue in circles, sometimes letting me
feel a hint of teeth.  I gasped as her hand moved between my legs, slowly
rubbing my clit.

   My eyes were closed, my head thrown back, as Julie continued to pleasure
me.  I felt her body moving to straddle one of my legs.  She leaned forward
to press her breasts against me, kissing my lips, gently at first, soon
thrusting her tongue forcefully into my mouth.  Julie was moving back and
forth on my thigh, and I could tell she was nearing orgasm.  Her fingers
rubbed my clit furiously, and we both came suddenly, trying not to cry out,
then hugging each other as we caught our breath.

   I looked over at Keith, who appeared to be mesmerized.  "Poor baby," I
said, grinning.  "Do you feel left out?"

   "Oh, I'm having a good time," Keith said.  "That was quite a show."

   Julie laughed and said, "Now it's time for you to come out of the
audience and join the performance." She looked over at me.  "Is that OK?"

   "It seems only fair," I answered, pretending to think about it.  "He has
been quite patient while we had our fun.  Come on, Baby, up on the side of
the tub.  I don't want to drown." For just an instant, I questioned what I
was doing.  This was totally wild, completely out of my realm of
experience. But I didn't want to stop, and didn't know if I could.

   Keith jumped up on the towel, and we saw that his cock was hard and
twitching.  I wrapped my lips around the head and began to suck gently,
letting some saliva slide out of my mouth, so I could stroke his shaft. 
Bit by bit, I worked more of his cock into my mouth, until I had swallowed
it all, my lips brushing against his pubic bone.

   An idea occurred to me, and I slid my mouth off of Keith's cock.  He
opened his eyes and looked up at me, but I raised a finger, signaling him
"wait a minute." I began sucking on my middle finger, treating it like a
small cock for Keith's amusement and arousal.  I motioned for him to lie on
his back.  When my finger was thoroughly coated with saliva, I withdrew it
and pressed it into his ass.  He moaned with pleasure as my finger slid all
the way in.

   Julie made an approving sound, and I looked over to see her sitting on
the side of the tub now on the other side of Keith, rubbing her pussy as
she watched me finger my husband.  I leaned over and resumed the blow job,
excited by the fact that Julie was watching us, and that she was obviously
excited.  I pumped my finger into Keith's ass as I took the length of his
cock into my mouth again and again.  Then I felt Julie's hand on my
shoulder.

   "Mind if I get in on this?  It looks like fun." Keith's eyes shot open,
awaiting my reaction.  "Sure," I said.  "Be my guest." I was having my fun,
why shouldn't Keith have his?

   Julie slid down beside me and began to caress Keith's balls as I stroked
his shaft.  Julie raised her eyebrows as she began to suck on one of her
fingers.  She withdrew it slowly and sensuously, and pressed it against
Keith's ass, next to my finger, rubbing gently.  After a moment, she put a
hand on Keith's shoulder and pushed her finger deep into his ass.

   When I had fingered Keith in the past, I had only used one finger,
generally inserting it about halfway, just enough to provide a bit of extra
stimulation in addition to sucking his cock.  But now he had two fingers
pumping deep into his ass, from two different women.  I looked over at
Julie and grinned, nodding toward Keith's cock.

   Julie lowered her head, and Keith groaned as Julie took him into her
mouth.  She was obviously talented, and Keith was thoroughly enjoying her
skills.  Her curly red hair hung down, framing an incredibly erotic sight -
another woman sucking my husband's cock.  Keith's was breathing heavily, as
we thrust our fingers harder, faster into his asshole.  I was transfixed,
and I soon realized that I was stroking my clit, excited both by Keith's
pleasure and by the sight of this beautiful redhead naked in the tub next
to me.  Her breasts swayed as her head bobbed up and down, taking Keith all
the way into her throat.  She seemed on the verge of gagging, but she kept
at it, the wet, urgent sounds of her ministrations filling the night air.

   I was amazed at Keith's self-control, but no man could last long under
the circumstances, and he began to breathe hard, moving his head slowly
from side to side.  He began to buck his hips, driving his cock into
Julie's mouth.  Keith's moaning grew louder, mixing with animalistic,
guttural sounds as he lost all control, gasping as he ejaculated.

   Julie took his load into her mouth and then stood to face me.  She
reached out, took my face delicately in her hands, and kissed me deeply,
allowing Keith's cum to slide into my mouth.  Our tongues swirled in
circles, lubricated by his semen.

   Julie broke the kiss and sank back into the water, a huge grin spread
across her face.  "How are you doing there, Keith?" she asked.  "Not too
bad," he managed to croak.  "How about you, Marianne?" I took a deep breath
and said, "At the moment, I am great."

   "How would you like it to be even better?" Julie asked.  "I have some
things in my room that I would like to show you, if you are interested."

   ***

   A few minutes later, we were in Julie's room.  "Let's get cleaned up,"
she said, heading for the bathroom.

   The shower was modern, with cream colored tile on the walls, black tile
on the floor, and plexiglass panels on either side of the door.  It was
reasonably large, but when we all stepped in, our bodies were pressed close
together.  Julie had already started the water, and it was the perfect
temperature as we took turns standing under the falling stream.  Julie
reached for a bottle of body wash, poured a generous amount in her palm and
faced me, rubbing the slick liquid over my breasts.

   Her hands began to roam over my body, stroking my ass, a finger sliding
between my cheeks and teasing my asshole.  She kissed me, and we moved out
bodies against one another, the lubrication from the body wash allowing us
to glide back and forth.  With her hand on my ass, Julie, pulled me closer,
grinding her pussy against mine.  I responded, pushing back against her and
reaching around to put my hands on her ass, pulling her tight.  I could
feel her hard nipples rubbing against mine as we kissed.

   I felt Keith move behind me, pressing his stiff cock between my cheeks,
moving it slowly up and down, teasing my asshole with the head.  It was
exquisite, feeling him on one side of me and Julie on the other.  Our
bodies moved sensuously together, sliding and grinding.  Keith reached
around me and began to run his hands over Julie's body, sliding from her
back down to her ass.

   "Alright," Julie said, "let's rinse off and take this to the bedroom."

   After toweling off, Julie took a seat in a chair facing the bed.  "OK,
you two, let's go.  I want to watch," she said with a mischievous grin.

   Keith and I stretched out on the bed, and I leaned down to take his cock
in my mouth.  After a few moments of slow sucking and slurping, I pushed
him onto his back and straddled his hips, grasping his cock in my hand and
guiding it into my pussy.  I moaned as I lowered my body to his, feeling
him fill me.  We locked eyes, and I began to ride his cock, raising up to
the point where he was about to slip out, then slamming down hard.  I
wanted it rough and primal.

   I saw Keith glance to the left and hold his gaze, with a slight smile on
his lips and his eyebrows raised.  I turned to look and saw Julie, her legs
thrown over the arms of the chair, her pussy spread wide.  One hand was
busy on her clit, the other pinching her nipples and caressing her breasts.
The fact that she was watching us was incredibly arousing.  But knowing
that our performance was exciting her, and seeing her pleasure herself, it
inspired me to switch things up.

   Now emboldened, I rolled off Keith and assumed a position on my hands
and knees, facing Julie.  "I want to watch you while you watch us," I said.

   Keith slid in behind me, filling my pussy, and I closed my eyes,
savoring the sensation of my husband sliding in and out of my body.  After
a moment, I opened my eyes to look at Julie again, and I saw that she was
also intent on taking this to another level.  She had pulled a large purple
vibe from a bag on the floor and was running it up and down between her
swollen pussy lips.  Soon, she began to press the dildo inside her, moving
slowly, just a bit at a time.

   I felt Keith's hands on my shoulders, as he began to thrust more
forcefully, no doubt inspired by the sight of Julie pleasuring herself with
the vibe.  She turned it on, and I could hear a low buzz as she began to
fuck her cunt in earnest.  Her head was thrown back, her legs spread wide,
as we watched the purple vibe slide in and out of her bare pussy.

   Suddenly, Julie stopped and, winking at us, reached into her bag,
pulling out a bottle of lube.  She stood up and walked over, lying down at
the foot of the bed, facing the headboard.  Keith and I shifted our
position, moving back and facing Julie.  She clicked open the lube and
began to coat the vibe.  Pulling her legs back toward her chest, she gave
us a glorious view of her pussy and ass as she began to tease her clit with
her toy.  Her eyes were closed, her red hair spread out across the sheets.

   Keith maintained a steady rhythm, his cock all the way inside me, moving
his hips in a circular motion.  I knew he was trying to slow things down,
not wanting to come before Julie's show was over.

   Julie squeezed a dollop of lube onto a finger and began to trace circles
over her asshole.  Soon enough, she slid the finger in, spreading the lube
inside her rectum.  She grasped the dildo with both hands and pressed it
into her ass, taking it all at once, making her groan as the toy stretched
her open.

   She paused for a moment, allowing her body to accommodate the toy.  It
was long and wide, and it must have tested her limits, though it was
obviously not the first time she had done this.  A few seconds passed, and
Julie began to work the vibe in and out of her ass.  She became more
verbal, moaning and hissing as she increased the speed of her thrusts.



   Keith began to fuck me faster, harder, both of us intently watching this
beautiful woman releasing all inhibitions, allowing us to share in the
moment.  Her hips began to buck as she slammed the toy into her ass, and we
heard a low moan escaping her lips.  She pulled the dildo out and then
rammed it back into her ass, as she cried out, her orgasm rippling
convulsively through her body.

   Keith plunged hard into me, and I felt his release, his load filling my
pussy and triggering my own orgasm.  My pussy spasmed, clenching his cock
as I felt shivers running through my body.  We collapsed on the bed,
gasping for air.  I looked over to Julie and mouthed, "Thank you."



   Across The Bridge Pt.  04

   Marianne and Keith finish their vacation with a bang.

   Things were quiet.  After the activities of the previous few days, Keith
and I both needed a break.  In the interest of recharging our batteries, we
went in search of the best daiquiri in Key West, followed by a quest for
the ultimate Key Lime pie.  Touristy, maybe, but fun.

   My concerns regarding Keith seemed unfounded.  I had worried that, in
the cold gray light of dawn, he might regret just how far we had taken
things with Julie the night before, but he was cheerful and relaxed.  As
was I.  Nothing in our married life had indicated that we might take this
wild turn, but we both seemed content and happy.

   As evening approached, I began to wonder what the night might hold in
store.  Was Keith ready for more adventures, or had he reached his limit?
That question was answered quickly, when our B&B neighbor Julie knocked on
the door of our cottage.

   "Hi guys," she said, "what are you up to?" She wore a green bikini top,
which set off her gorgeous red hair, and a pair of white tennis shorts.

   "Taking in easy," I answered.  "It's been quite a trip so far, and we're
not as young as we used to be."

   "Don't give me that," she said.  "You've had plenty of time to bounce
back from last night.  I wanted to see if you would like to go have
dinner."

   "I'm in," Keith said, looking over to gauge my take on the situation. 
Julie was fun, and we did didn't have anything else planned.  And, I had to
admit to myself, I was intrigued by the possibility of continuing what we
had started with her last night.

   "Tell you what," I said.  "Give us a half hour, and we will be ready."

   We met Julie by the pool and headed out to the restaurant.  Over several
bottles of wine, we told stories and laughed a lot, all of us having a
wonderful time.  Julie was an open person, but she didn't overshare, nor
was she overly inquisitive.  However, by the end of dinner, we all knew one
another better and enjoyed an easy intimacy.  Not that we weren't intimate
the night before, but this was on a more emotional and personal level.

   "So from what you've told me," Julie said after a pause, "this is all
pretty new for you guys."

   Keith and I both chuckled.  "You could say that," I replied.

   "And, Marianne, it seems that you have not only unleashed you wild side
on this trip, but you have discovered an exhibitionist streak within
yourself."

   "Guilty as charged," I said with a smile.

   "So here's what I'm thinking.  This may be a bit much for you guys, but
hear me out.  If you aren't interested, I totally respect that."

   "I'm intrigued," Keith said.

   "Well," Julie began, "as I told you, I have been coming to Key West
frequently over the last few years.  And like you, I have found that it is
easier to let your hair down here than back home, for a number of reasons.

   "A while back, I met a group of people who host private parties that are
a lot of fun.  I have to tell you, it's 'anything goes.' But you will see
some interesting things, and, more importantly, you will be seen."

   I took a moment to digest all that and what it implied.  "So is it like
an orgy?"

   "Not really.  More like a sex party.  They invite around 20 people, and
everyone does whatever they want.  Some people like to watch, others like
being watched.  Some do get into group stuff, but there's no pressure.  No
one is going to force you to do anything you don't want to."

   Keith spoke up first.  "Since we have to go back home in a couple of
days, we might as well make the most of it." He turned to me.  "You really
want to go, don't you?" I nodded slowly.  "Then let's give it a shot.  If
we don't like it, we'll take off and amuse ourselves some other way."

   "Sure," I said.  "Let's do it."

   Julie smiled and said, "That's my girl.  I think you'll have a good
time. And I promise to stay close and keep an eye on you."

   "Then let's go," I said, pushing my chair back and standing up, maybe a
bit too quickly.

   "Somebody's eager," Julie said.  "But I need to call first and be sure
that it's OK to bring you.  I'm sure it will be, but I don't want to
surprise them.  Also, they don't start up until around 10, so we have an
hour to kill.  Where do you guys want to go?"

   Keith put his hand on mine and said, "When we started down this road, we
talked about the Garden of Eden.  Let's go there now."

   .......

   Before our trip, the thought of taking my clothes off in front of
strangers would have frightened me.  But now it didn't seem like such a big
deal, particularly after our previous adventures.  Now I realized that the
nervousness and fear was part of what excited me.  It was a risk.  And it
was so exciting.

   We walked up to the third floor of the bar, the "nude floor," and I was
nonplussed.  There sure seemed to be a lot of people wearing clothes,
considering the place's reputation.

   Julie seemed to read my mind.  "Yeah, a lot of looky-loos here, but that
can make it fun.  We'll be the brave ones, and they'll get an eyeful.  This
will be the perfect way to get ready for the party."

   After looking around for a moment, I did see a few people on the rooftop
deck who were naked, or at least in various stages of undress.  Their
bodies were average, which made me feel better.  At least I would be in the
middle of the bell curve here.

   "Come on, guys," Julie said, guiding us to an empty corner, "let's get
with it."

   Somewhat self-consciously, Keith and I began undressing.  I was wearing
a sundress and no bra, so when I pulled the dress over my head, I was only
wearing a thong and sandals.  At least the process wasn't drawn out, I
thought.  Keith was down to his boxers, and he grinned at me as he let them
fall to the floor.  I stepped out of my panties, and we were both
completely naked.  Julie nodded approvingly and said, "I'm proud of you. 
You're really getting the hang of Key West."

   "So what about you, Julie," Keith said, no doubt emboldened by all the
daquiris we had downed over the course of the day.  "Why are we naked and
you still have clothes on?"

   "Good point," she said.  "Though I am enjoying the view.  Let me take
care of that right now." She began unbuttoning her shirt, shrugged out of
it, and handed it to me.  She wasn't wearing a bra either, and her nipples
hardened in the cool breeze.  She quickly slid out of her shorts, pulling
her panties down along with them, and then she was naked too.

   "Shall we?" Julie took me by the hand and led me across the deck, with
Keith trailing behind us, no doubt luxuriating in the view.  The place
wasn't too full, but we did pass close to a number of people, and I could
feel their eyes on me.  I liked it.

   When we reached the other side of the deck, Julie said, "It's kind of
like getting into a really cold swimming pool.  Sometimes, it's best to
just jump right it and get it over with.  Now that everyone here has seen
your beautiful naked body, you can relax.  I'm going to get us some
drinks."

   Left alone, I asked Keith, "Are you sure about this?  I don't want you
to feel obligated, or forced to do anything you don't want to."

   "Don't worry, Baby," Keith said softly.  "This has been the most
exciting few days of my life.  I definitely don't want to stop now.  Let's
see how it goes and how it feels.  Hey, it may be fun."

   Reassured, I said, "Well, I'm going to take a stroll around.  You know,
like they say, 'see and be seen.'"

   I felt my pussy dampening as I walked past groups of people, their eyes
on my naked body.  I could tell that they were looking me up and down, and
I wondered if both the men and the women were imagining what it would be
like to fuck me.  One man in particular fixed his gaze on me, and as I
looped back to join Keith.  He was also naked, and I could see his cock
beginning to swell.  I smiled to acknowledge his appreciation, and he
grimaced in embarrassment at being caught.  "It's OK," I said as I walked
past him.  "That's why I'm here." My body wasn't perfect, but at least it
could generate a reaction.

   Julie returned with our cocktails and a big grin on her face.  "OK,
guys, let's down these and head to the party.  I just got off the phone
with one of the hosts, and they said that they would love to have you join
them.  Bottoms up!"

   ...........

   The party was just a short walk away, in a condo a few blocks off Duval
Street.  Our hosts, Mike and Ann, welcomed us graciously.  "We're so glad
Julie invited you," Ann said.  "And all we want you to do is have fun.  No
pressure, just do whatever feels right."

   "But we do have one rule," Mike said with a smile.  "No clothes
allowed."

   So for the second time that night, I found myself stripping down in a
room of total strangers.  There were about a dozen people scattered around
the living room, drinks in hand, chatting and, no doubt, making plans and
arrangements.  It was obvious that they were checking us out, but since we
were the newbies, it felt natural.

   Julie leaned over and whispered in my ear.  "Let me introduce you to
some people.  I have met the couple on the couch before.  They like to
watch."

   She took my hand and led me across the room, with Keith trailing behind
us.  Introductions were made, and our new friends, Ben and Helen, scooted
over to make room for us on the large sectional.  They were a few years
younger than us, both of them in good shape.  Ben was tall and wiry, and
Helen was short and curvy with long brown hair.  Opposites attract, I
thought.

   We chatted for a few minutes, comparing notes on Key West, travel, and
that sort of thing.  Then Ben said, "Aha, it looks like someone decided to
break the ice," nodding to his right.

   We all looked that way and saw two women and a man arranging themselves
on the floor.  One woman was one her back, her legs spread to allow the
other woman to kneel between them.  She bent down and began to flick her
tongue over the other woman's pussy, as the man straddled her head and
lowered his cock into her mouth.

   I looked over at Keith to see what his reaction was, and I couldn't help
but smile.  His eyes were wide, glued to the tableau across the room.  His
cock was rigid and twitching.

   Julie was also enjoying the show.  As we watched the threesome progress,
they began to grow more vocal, the woman on her back moaning and the other
woman fingered her pussy and sucked her clit.  The man was rhythmically
pushing his cock into the prone woman's mouth, and she was taking it all,
gagging slightly but obviously enjoying the sensation of having her throat
fucked.

   At that point, the flood gates began to open, and everyone in the room,
inspired by the activities on the floor, began to engage with one another.

   I looked over to see Ben stroking Helen's thighs, and she took the hint,
spreading her legs and allowing him to begin rubbing her pussy.  After a
moment, he kneeled on the floor in front of her and began to run the tip of
his tongue up and down her slit.  I realized that I was flushed and
breathing heavily.  Helen had her head thrown back, her eyes closed,
moaning softly.

   I felt Keith's hand rubbing my back, and I leaned into him, as we
watched Ben enter Helen, slowly working his cock into her pussy, teasing
her and making her want it.  "Ready?" I whispered.  He said nothing, but
leaned over and kissed my cheek.

   On the floor, I faced Keith, on my hands and knees.  I looked up and
smiled, taking the length of his shaft into my mouth, then backing up to
swirl my tongue around the head of his cock, as I stroked his hardness.

   I felt a hand on my shoulder, and heard Julie say softly, "It's just
me." She began to stroke my hips, and then I felt her tongue slide between
my legs, licking my tingling pussy.  I spread my legs wider, and she put
her hands on my ass, pulling my cheeks apart to grant herself full access.

   By then, I had stopped teasing Keith and had his length in my mouth. 
Though he tried to restrain himself, I could feel him thrusting, and I had
to work to take it all.  Julie's tongue danced over my pussy, occasionally
sliding up to swirl over my asshole.  I began to purr with pleasure, and,
without really meaning to, sent Keith into the stratosphere, the vibrations
coursing through his cock.  I felt him tense and then release, filling my
mouth with his cum.  I swallowed it all and looked up to see Keith with a
goofy grin on his face.

   Julie leaned forward and said quietly, "Take a break for a minute,
because I have a surprise for you."

   I flopped down on the couch beside Keith, and we held hands, watching
the action going on all around the room.  Cocks being sucked, pussies being
licked, people getting fucked.  It was intense, almost too much, the air
filled with sex, lust, and desire.

   Julie returned, her hands clasped behind her back.  "OK, Marianne, hands
and knees." I raised an eyebrow but slid off the couch and onto the floor,
resuming my previous position.

   "No, facing the room." I complied, and Julie settled in on the floor
behind me.  "No peeking, keep looking straight ahead." The order was not a
difficult one to follow, as I had never been in the midst of such a
hedonistic scene.  It was hard to decide who or what to watch.  A woman
being spit roasted?  A couple wrapped around each other in a tight 69?  Or
a woman on her knees, alternately sucking the cocks of three men standing
in front of her?

   Julie's hand had snaked between my legs, rubbing my swollen clit.  I was
wet, and she easily slid two fingers inside me.  She pumped them slowly in
and out, stroking my ass as she fingered me.  Then I felt her withdraw,
leaving me desperate for more.  But I didn't have to wait long for
satisfaction.

   I felt something rubbing between my pussy lips, and I realized it was
the head of a cock.  Keith was still on the couch, so I was momentarily
confused, but then realized that Julie had packed a strap on in her bag of
toys.  She grasped my hips and thrust hard into me, filling my pussy and
making me gasp.  Her cock was huge.  Not so large that it was painful, but
I was stretched to my limit.  And it felt glorious.

   My eyes were squeezed shut, luxuriating in the sensation of Julie's cock
sliding in and out of my pussy.  She pulled back, leaving just the head
between my lips, then thrust deep, burying the length of her cock in me. 
Again and again, harder and harder.

   Then she stopped and patted my ass.  I looked back at Julie, confused,
and in the process realized that a crowd had assembled around us.  Men and
women, all naked.  The men were all hard, some of them stroking their
cocks. A couple of the women were discreetly fingering their clits.  I
don't know that I could have been more excited.  I smiled broadly, letting
them all know how much I wanted them to watch me.  Julie eased her cock
back into my pussy and began to fuck me in earnest.

   After a moment, all of the people in the circle were masturbating.  I
let my gaze wander, periodically locking eyes with a member of our
audience. It was like they were all fucking me simultaneously.  In the
midst of my revelry, I realized that I had lost sight of Keith.  As I
looked back and forth, Julie leaned forward and whispered in my ear, "Get
ready for a surprise.  But right now, it's time for you to fuck your
husband."

   Julie slid out of me as Keith lay down on the floor beside me, and I
quickly straddled his hips, guiding his shaft between my pussy lips,
desperate to be filled again.  I ground down hard on his cock, looking
around to see what the reaction was.  By then, one of the couples was
fucking, the woman bent over a chair, with her eyes locked on us.

   I looked to my right and saw a man intently stroking his cock.  I smiled
and nodded slightly, sensing what he wanted.  The man stepped forward and
stood beside me, watching Keith's cock slide into me, my breast swaying as
I moved up and down on his shaft.  The man started to moan softly, and soon
I felt his hot cum shooting across my back.  Emboldened, another man stood
to my left, furiously stroking his cock until his load too went shooting
across my body.

   While my attention was focused on the action in front of me, I felt a
finger running up and down between my cheeks.  The pressure increased, and
I felt lube being poured onto my ass and running down into the crevice of
my ass.  I knew from her touch that it was Julie, rubbing a finger in slow
circles over my asshole.  A soft "Yes," escaped my lips, and her finger
slid inside me.  First one, then two, stretching me open, preparing me for
what I then knew was coming.

   Then I felt the head of Julie's cock rubbing between my cheeks, dragging
slowly over my asshole.  "Please," I whispered, and I felt Julie grasp my
hips, pressing her cock into my waiting ass.  I was ready.  I wanted it. 
My body opened for her, and I took her cock all at once.  The sensation was
incredible.  Keith in my pussy, Julie in my ass.  So full.  Stretched.  At
my limit.  Taking it all.

   Julie began to grind against my body, pulling out just a bit, then
forcing her cock back into my tight hole.  Her movements became more
pronounced as she went on, pulling out further each time, then slamming
back into my waiting ass.  Keith was in ecstasy, no doubt feeling Julie's
cock rubbing against his own through my inner walls.  His hands gripped my
thighs, and Julie's were at my waist, both of them possessed of an
animalistic drive, wanting nothing more than to fuck me.  And I loved it.

   Periodically, I had to remind myself to look up and see the audience
that had gathered around us, and this increased my arousal even more. 
Probably a dozen people watching my take it in both holes, all of them
either stroking, fingering, or fucking.  I could hear ringing in my ears as
sex flowed through my body.  My body that was being used for everyone's
pleasure.  Including, of course, my own.

   Keith began to groan, and I knew his orgasm was imminent.  I felt
Julie's hard nipples against my back, as she worked every bit of her cock
into me.  Several men stood around us, all stroking their cocks.

   And then it happened.  I felt Keith's load shoot into my pussy, and I
let myself go, my orgasm coming hard as Julie ground against my ass.  The
men who were watching couldn't contain themselves any longer, and I felt
hot ropes of cum fall across my body.

   After a moment, after catching my breath, I whispered in Keith's ear,
"Same time next year?"